"It doesn't matter." Kazehara Tetsu swallowed the rice in his mouth.
"The difference is only in the order of precedence, and they are essentially equal. There is no point in arguing over this trivial matter."
"Just like this."
The final word.
No protest, no haggling.
First-year student Plenipotentiary Representative took over this task directly.
Seeing that Kazehara Tetsu agreed so happily, Miyabi Nagumo felt a little bored. After cutting it, he stopped talking and continued to deal with the dishes on the plate.
"Kagihara."
Kanzaki Ryuji, who was sitting next to him, put down Chopsticks with a serious look on his face.
As one of the Actual Cores of Class B and a more serious person among the Small Groups, he immediately began to consider implementation issues.
"If it's our turn to cook tomorrow... we not only have to prepare food for 45 people, but we also have to consider the cooking ingredients and subsequent cleanup."
"A group meal of this size cannot be completed in less than two hours."
"Meal starts at 7am... does that mean what time do we have to get up tomorrow morning?"
Kazehara Tetsu put down Soup Bowl, took out a paper towel and wiped his mouth.
"It's about four o'clock..."
He lightly presented this point in time that is enough to make modern high school students despair.
"Considering that this is our first operation, our hands and feet may be slow, so it is necessary to allow enough error time. Coupled with the water temperature and environmental factors in winter... getting up and gathering at 4:30 is the safest plan."
"How's it going?"
"Half past four..."
Kanzaki Ryuji's mouth twitched slightly.
In this cold mountain, getting up from the warm Bed at 4:30 in the morning to cook for others is simply torture.
However, he did not refute immediately.
"... I understand. Although I have to get up very early, which is more painful. But according to the rotation system, there are only two times tomorrow and the fourth day. I can accept it with gritted teeth."
Got one.
Kazehara Tetsu slightly turned his gaze and looked towards the opposite side.
Two people were sitting there.
One is Ryuen Kakeru who is eating silently, as if he is indifferent to everything around him.
The other one is Yukimura Teruhiko with a serious face.
"How's it going?"
Kazehara Tetsu didn't mention anyone by name, but just asked lightly.
Ryuen Kakeru didn't even raise his head.
No words were spoken.
In this context, there was no overturning the table or ridiculing "I won't do it". For the current Ryuen, it was a sign of agreement.
Kazehara Tetsu nodded, as if he had already signed and stamped his signature.
His eyes moved to Yukimura.
"I have no problem."
Yukimura Teruhiko answered very simply.
"Since it is for Small Group's score, and since everyone abides by the rules, I will also fulfill my obligations."
The kind of self-esteem that belongs to Top Student prevents him from letting himself slip in such a basic task.
"Very good."
Kazehara Tetsu finally turned his head and looked at the boy Bald Head who was sitting on his left side and had been eating silently.
Katsuragi Kouhei.
If we want to discuss who among Small Group is the most suitable to be the "housekeeper" and who is the most suitable to carry out those tedious overall planning tasks, it must be Katsuragi.
"Katsuragi." Kazehara Tetsu called his name.
"Now that the general direction has been set, I won't get involved in the specific implementation."
"Later, you can plan everyone's work allocation... make a list."
This is completely a "hands off shopkeeper" attitude, directly throwing away the most troublesome logistics coordination work.
Most people may think this is shirking responsibility, but for Katsuragi, this kind of clear instructions and trust is the rhythm he is most accustomed to.
"... Sigh."
Katsuragi sighed lightly, as if he had expected this result.
But he didn't refuse.
"No problem."
"I will confirm the personnel list and specialties. After all, most of the people in this Small Group are from our Class A, and Kanzaki and Yukimura are also very cooperative."
"Although there are a large number of people, it is still very easy to organize as long as the instructions are clear."
This is how reliable Katsuragi is.
Be steady and consider the overall situation.
"Then please."
Kazehara Tetsu looked away with satisfaction, picked up the slightly cold bowl of Miso Soup again, and drank it all in one gulp.
The surrounding hustle and bustle is still there.
Other Small Group are still quarreling over who cooks first and who works more. Some groups even complain to the teacher because they don't have enough breakfast.
After breakfast.
First grader Small Group walked through the corridor connecting Dormitory and Teaching Area and came to a room.
This is a larger classroom.
"It seems we are the first batch."
Kazehara Tetsu stood at the door, his eyes quickly scanning the entire space.
Except for a middle-aged teacher who was sorting out lesson plans on the podium, there was no one in the classroom.
Regarding seat selection, the rules do say "Free Seating".
"Sit wherever you like."
Kazehara Tetsu is not like a nanny who dictates which chair each person's butt should be placed on.
He just dropped these words and walked straight to the middle position.
As he sat down, Kanzaki Ryuji, Katsuragi Kouhei and others naturally sat around him.
There is only one exception.
Ryuen Kakeru.
The man with his hands in his pockets and an "I'm very unhappy" look on his face completely ignored the collective gravity.
He walked straight to the back of the classroom and chose a corner seat by the window.
"What a misfit."
Tozuka Yahiko, who was sitting in the front row of Kazehara Tetsu, glanced back and said, "But this is to be expected."
Not long after, footsteps were heard outside the corridor.
The door was pushed open again.
The third graders headed by Horikita Manabu filed in.
Following closely behind is the second grade.
Although there are no explicit regulations, in this small Large Classroom, the three grades are like three distinct areas.
This is not any other special course.
It's just like a normal lecture in school.
The sunlight outside the window slanted in.
Kazehara Tetsu supported his chin with one hand and turned the pen in his hand unconsciously with the other hand.
His eyes seemed to be focused on the blackboard, but in fact they had already dispersed.
Even in this extremely boring course, Horikita Manabu still sat upright, occasionally writing something down in Notes's notebook with the pen in his hand.
The Miyabi Nagumo on the right is completely the opposite.
Although he is not like Ryuen, his body is lazily leaning on the back of the chair and his eyes are wandering.
Time passed by the teacher's lecture and the scratching of the blackboard.
When the bell finally rang, like the sound of nature, many students even sighed in relief.
Then...
The real "highlight" is here.
The time came to noon.
When everyone from Small Group appeared on Sports Field, although the temperature was still only in single digits, the heat radiating from everyone became restless.
Today's Task is very simple.
run.
It is said that Long-distance Relay Race is for the final day, and now he is starting to strengthen his basic physical fitness... Long-distance Training.
There are no warm-up games.
Not even too much stretching guidance.
Large Group A mixed crowd of 45 people rushed onto the runway at the same time.